Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1347 According to your words
On the field, Feng Qingyu had already gone to Kunling Garden to pick fresh soybeans, and was about to start making them according to the book.

First, the soybeans are steamed.He put the soybeans in the drawer, steamed them over high heat, then ran aside to collect a pile of straw and came back.

Although these straws are all ordinary straws, because they grow on the spiritual fields, they grow better than ordinary straws, and they belong to high-quality straws.I saw Feng Qingyu set up another pot of boiling water and submerged the straw in it to kill the virus.Then spread it out to dry on the stage, surround the straw with its own spiritual power, and control its temperature to keep it warm.

This time was very long, it took a full hour.Although it is not difficult, outputting spiritual power for such a long time is still quite a challenge for the spiritual chef.The control of spiritual power is more practiced by spiritual warriors.

But fortunately, Feng Qingyu practiced in Shenwumen before, and his kung fu has become more and more refined, so he doesn't feel too much effort, only the drops of sweat oozing from his forehead can show his concentration.

After he withdrew his spiritual power, the straw was a little different from its original state, exuding bursts of grassy fragrance.

Feng Qingyu took a bunch of straw, tied the two ends, made a hole in the middle, and stuffed the steamed soybeans into it.One after another, they didn't stop until a hill was piled up on the chopping board.

Although the spirit chefs do not interfere with each other, they will always pay attention to the actions of their opponents.The spirit chef who had provoked Feng Qingyu before was paying attention to Feng Qingyu's movements all the time.

It was nothing more than steaming soybeans and stuffing them into straw. Although the method was unheard of, he could see clearly that the soybeans had not undergone any other treatment. Before steaming, they were third-grade spiritual materials. Nothing has changed.

"Hmph, she's just an arrogant little girl, what a big talk." He said disdainfully.

Then when he saw the woman walking out holding a pile of straw, he couldn't help but become more curious.

He put down the dishes he was choosing for the time being, and followed, just to see what the other party was going to do?Then he saw the man roll up his sleeves and start digging up the soil beside the spiritual field.

What is this doing?
Feng Qingyu didn't know that he was someone else's observation object. After he dug a small hole, he put the straw knots into the hole one by one, and then covered the soil back.

I got up and stretched, seeing that the sky was getting dark and the chill was growing.

Suddenly, Feng Qingyu felt a coolness on his face.

"Wow!" The maids waiting outside looked at the first snow that fell this year, and couldn't help sighing, "Is it snowing yet?"

The spirit chefs stood up one after another, looking up to the sky. Under the black night sky, hexagonal ice beads condensed one after another, fell from no source, and disappeared without a trace as soon as they touched the ground.

"It's the first snow!" Feng Qingyu also stood up, looking at the winter catkins all over the sky, it looked like the teardrops of a certain fairy in Tiangong.

"You should take care of your own spiritual vegetables first!" A spiritual chef next to him glanced arrogantly at Feng Qingyu.

"Don't bother." Feng Qingyu deliberately imitated the gesture of the woman's response, and bowed to the spirit chef.

He was worried at first whether this salty tempeh dish could be completed as required, but now it must be foolproof.

Feng Qian was in the hall, and heard the voice of the maid jumping for joy from outside, she leaned over to look out the door, but the door of the hall was half closed, so she couldn't see anything.

The maid beside her whispered to each other: "Your Majesty, it's snowing."

"It's snowing?!" Feng Qian was about to stand up, but was pressed down by Xuanyuanche.

"Qianqian, the Star Emperor is here, so don't mess around."

Just as we were talking here, the door suddenly opened, and I saw a woman in a sparrow fur cloak, standing upright in the snow that was flying down. Shocked.

If he hadn't recognized who this woman was, I'm afraid someone would have mistaken her for Fairy Xuanying who came from stepping on the snow.

"Erya Shitian" once said: "Winter is Xuanying."

This fairy Xuanying can naturally be called a cold beauty.

"Ziyun is late, please forgive my father."

The person who came was none other than Star Emperor's beloved daughter, Princess Ziyun of the Nebula Empire.

Xing Emperor has always loved this daughter very much, how could he be willing to punish him, he just said: "Although I came late, I brought the first snow along with you, Father will forgive you for your innocence, and just sit in the table! "

It turned out that Ziyun knew early in the morning that this father's birthday banquet had been invited to the lords of the Lingyun Continent, and she didn't care about the others, she only knew that her senior brother Xuanyuanche was also here.

Ziyun's streamer turned slightly, as expected, Xuanyuan Che was sitting safely in the banquet, long time no see, how does senior brother look like he is ill?
She wanted to ask, but she saw Jun Fengqian, the big Yan girl, sitting beside Xuanyuanche, so she had to suppress what she wanted to say for a while.

As soon as she entered the table, she said again: "Father, when my servant came, I saw that the entire palace road was covered with white snow, it was very beautiful!"

"But!" Star Emperor twirled his beard and squinted his eyes to look outside, "This is the first snow this year! It would be a pity if I missed it."

Concubine Xue dissuaded: "Your Majesty, it's cold in the early winter, and the charcoal fire in the hall is warm to nourish people. I'm afraid the Holy Majesty's body won't be able to keep you from stepping on the snow outside the hall."

"My dear concubine, don't worry too much. This emperor just goes outside the main hall to watch the surrounding snow scene." He asked the palace servants around him again, "Are the plum blossoms in Liuyunju blooming?"

"Your Majesty, I saw some openings yesterday, but if I encounter this white snow today, I'm afraid they will all open!"

"Then what are you waiting for, you can order someone to pick some and put them in a bottle for everyone to enjoy!"

"Yes."

Feng Qian stood up and said: "Your Majesty, please listen to the minister's words. Since it is picking plums, it is better to let the minister go with the father-in-law, is it possible?"

Star Emperor half-closed his eyes, and asked: "Oh? It's freezing cold, if Qing is frozen, I'm afraid that the Lingwu Venerable next to me will feel distressed."

As soon as the words came out, all the families laughed, but Ziyun didn't see a trace of joy on his face.

The Lingwu Venerable that Xingdi was referring to was none other than Xuanyuanche.

Feng Qian blushed a little with embarrassment for a moment, and said: "I hope the Holy One will approve."

"Forget it, I don't care about your stupidity!" Xingdi waved his big hand, and then asked Xuanyuanche, "Sir Xuanyuan, tell me, do you want to let Fengqian go to pick plums?"

Xuanyuanche stood up, saluted, and said: "My lord, I'm just wearing white clothes, how can I be the master of the female monarch, but I have always known that Fengqian female monarch likes to be lively, and now I'm keeping her here. In the end, it is displeased, the competition among the spirit chefs has not yet been completed, in my opinion, it will not be a problem to let Mrs. Fengqian go to pick a few plum blossoms."

"Hahaha, good good good good good good good good good!" Star Emperor said with a smile, "Then it will be according to your words."

Only Feng Qian and Xuanyuan Che openly showed their affection on such occasions where all the families in the imperial capital were present.

(End of this chapter)